Internet dating and players
A few minutes later, he replied, but instead of responding to my reptilian inquiry, he asked, “Are you in a wheelchair?
”I kept my answer simple and told him that yes, I do use a wheelchair, but I was much more interested in the back story of the iguana.
So, we spent our entire date sitting directly below the painters, eating dinner and making strained conversation with wine-fueled laughter and painting instruction in the background. Following that disaster, I promised my date I’d get his money back.
I grew tired of feeling like I needed to deceive men into being interested because society instilled in me that my disability makes me undesirable.But I became skittish about revealing my disability, because in an already shallow dating culture, I believed my wheelchair would cause most men to write me off without a second thought. Once I thought I’d spoken with a guy long enough to establish his interest, I’d choose a moment to strike, telling him about my disability.I’d send a long-winded explanation divulging my wheelchair use, reminding him that it didn’t make me any less of person and ending with reassurance that he could ask me questions, should he have any.Finally, I took the leap I’d been so afraid to make, opening up about disability to strangers whom I hoped would appreciate my honesty and perhaps send me a message.Prominently in my profile, I wrote: “I’d like to be very upfront about the fact that I use a wheelchair.